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A rising star

A falling star rises my soul I am so aware of the sheer shiny pleasure As beautiful as a beauty mark mole A falling star rises my soul It will never fall into a black hole Measure for measure there is no measure I am so aware of the sheer shiny pleasure A falling star rises my soul I am so aware of the sheer shiny pleasure

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